Karma

Chapter 2

Wes

Rains’ birthday is tomorrow and I am heading out to get her gift. Rain and I have been together since she was born. I was three years old and thought she was a toy. Sadie, my mom, said I would sit and tell her all about the clan and wolves and how we would grow up and run the clan one day. Well, it is true we are best friends. We tell each other everything. Nothing is off-limits. Even my wolf Zephyr says she is “ours”, but he won't elaborate on that. She hasn't shown any signs of having a wolf, so the likelihood she is our mate is slim to none. When we were younger and before my wolf came in, our families thought we were mates as we acted like an imprinted pair and were inseparable. I even got my wolf at the same time as her witch powers manifested.

I headed downstairs to see my parents in the kitchen. Mom sees me and sets a plate of food on the island. My dad, Alaric, is staring at her as she had just done some miracle. I want that kind of love. To be with my mate and look at them like it's the first time every time.

“Son, what's on the agenda today?” my dad asked.

“I’m headed to the western store in Jackson to get Rains’ birthday gift,” I said while checking my phone.

“So that custom saddle finally came in”? Dad continues. “ I know you were worried it wouldn’t be ready in time.

“Yes, it came yesterday. So I’m heading there now. That way I can get back before she finds out I’m gone and starts asking questions”. I responded by looking up from my phone and noticing my parents. They still look at each other like it's the first time. Maybe one day I will find the light in my darkness.

“ I can't wait to see if she gets her wolf tonight,” mom says with a big smile and that twinkle in her eyes. “I’m hoping that girl becomes my daughter-in-law”.

I roll my eyes at her. “Mom, we don’t know what will happen, even if she gets her wolf there’s a chance I won't be her mate”. Zephyr calls me an i***t and I have to shrug at him because he won’t elaborate any more than that. Dang Wolf is so stubborn. “ Look who's talking”, he says. I cut him off because I didn't have time for that.

I finished breakfast and told mom and dad bye. I’m off to get this custom saddle for Rain. I’m so excited about giving her this. I had it custom fitted to TinMan. I had to sneak the saddlemaker here and get my mom and her mom to take her shopping under the guise of needing a nice dress for her birthday. Rain threw a fit and said she wasn't wearing a dress so she didn’t need to go. I had to break out the big guns and get mom on it. She let Rain know she was not coming to her eighteenth birthday party in jeans and cowboy boots. So she was going to get a dress and like it. Mom's Luna, so what she says goes. I laugh to myself because when she finds out she REALLY doesn't need to wear a dress she may kick my behind. I’m hoping my rugged good looks save me.

Is it normal to be in love with your best friend? Werewolves always have a mate. That is the one person who completes you. They are the other half of your soul, the light to your darkness. Even though I know I have a mate that is made for me, I can’t stop thinking about Raina. Just like my wolf, I consider her ours. The only reason I do not act on these feelings is we may not be mates. I hate thinking of her with someone other than myself. On the flip side, I could have a mate that is not her and then all those feelings I have for her would disappear. Not that I wouldn’t love her, but it would just be different. I pray she is my mate, but I’m 21 and could have found my mate when I shifted. Wouldn’t I know she is my mate or maybe not she doesn’t have a wolf? I’m so confused. All I know for sure is I will not let her out of my sight at her party tomorrow. Raina is beautiful in her everyday clothes without makeup or her hair done. So, tomorrow I know visiting Alpha’s will be all about her and I won’t have it. Zephyr says, “Damn right they can’t touch what is ours.”

I arrive at the Western store in Jackson and when I go in, the saddle is sitting on the showroom floor. All the ladies working in the store stand taller and stick their chests out. Like I wouldn't notice this was just for my benefit. At 6’4” with black hair, brown eyes, and tan from all my time outside. Add to that the wrangler jeans, cowboy boots, and ball cap and I get a lot of female attention, but not always for the best reasons. Mostly it's those wanting the prestige of being the next Alpha with hopes of becoming the next Luna. For humans, it’s like some kind of conquest or something to get with me. Too bad for them, only my mate will be my Luna. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a saint. I’ve done my fair share of fooling around, but it's never serious. I don’t date, I'm more of a one-night-stand kinda guy. I am respectful to the ladies and they fully know my intent, but I will only have a serious relationship with my mate.

“Mr. Williams, good to see you”. Your saddle is ready. Would you like me to box it up or would you like it as it is?” The saddlemaker asked me.

“ As it would be great, thank you,” I said. I grab the saddle and head home to stash it away so Rain won’t see it.

On the drive, I think back on my life and how everything revolves around Rain. I don’t have a single memory as a child that didn’t include her. Then, as she got older, I became the protector. Keeping all the boys at bay. She is also the one I fantasize about while spanking the monkey. Even the girls I have been with resemble her. Is it bad that she is who I imagine they are while we have s*x? Rain is beautiful inside and out. But it's like she doesn’t even realize it. Would it be weird if she was my mate? I mean we know everything about one another, we are best friends, so would adding intimacy make it weird? Guess we will see when and if she gets her wolf.